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Sunday, September 28, 2008

Eewweee

Sitting on the bleachers at the soccer game this weekend with Luke riding the aluminum next to me, I hear Luke say with amazement and pride as he rubs his forehead, "Mommy, I have a nipple on my forehead!" I whip my head around and look at him as he rubs a spot just over his right eye. I say, "What?! Let me see." He moves is finger briefly and I take a quick glimpse and say, "No, Luke, that's just a dried booger stuck to your head."